Rum chocolate, Hindi music playing on TV, gossiping friends, Skype calling for New Year wishes, Jaipur home away from home…

Flying kites on the Jaipur sky…

Goodbyes on repeat…

Past midnight, no soul, no wind, no move…just footsteps and cheerful voices of three friends getting lost in the heart of Udaipur…

Window seat in a cosy little café in Copenhagen called Mormors or Grandma going through a memory book while surrounded by ancient furniture, porcelain and black and white pictures…

Walking and walking to find Den lille havfrue just because it wouldn’t be good to leave Hans Christian Andersen’s “home” without a glimpse of the Little Mermaid…

Belgian beer and fries in Bruges central square and bicycle rides getting lost on canals in search of colourful doors and small welcoming streets to wander…

Waffles and brunch time in La Morte Subite in Brussels to remember sweet times…

Hammock in my parents’ garden with that blissful noise a full house makes…

That carrot and cardamom muffin in a small café in Stockholm…

Reindeers, old time Sweden houses and traditions and that great postcard with Carl, the Royal Prince…

Old houses, stories from a different era, butter cookies at home…

Hot September day walking around the Grand Palace in Bangkok getting lost in the colours, the crowd, the buildings, the warm feeling around Buddha….

Live music, Asian rain, strangers feeling like soul mates getting lost on Bangkok streets with no plan, no promises and no tomorrow just a vivid, crazy overwhelming today…

Train rides, bus rides, hostels, guest houses, bicycle rides amongst Sri Lankan stupas, Oceans, Buddha, sand, sacred tooth, lotus flowers, Sri Lankan strong coffee, tuk-tuk drivers with no clue on how to read a map, tea plantations…

Cheerful time spent with new friends met on the road with our feet in the sand gently bathe by the Indian Ocean in Mirissa exchanging views on the world and making plans for future encounters…

That Scottish couple with their map and their happy shinny smiley faces wandering around Asia with an open heart and being the greatest company on a mesmerizing train ride from Kandy to Ella…

Walking through the crowd of Mumbai with the distinct feeling of how small we are…

Clubbing and partying with new friends in Mumbai just to discover a new side of India, a modern one, an open minded one…

Home Indian dinners, Diwali celebration, wedding plans, shopping, nights full of laughter and joy with words jumping around in Hindi, English, Spanish and Romanian to remind us that families don’t need to speak the same language to get close…

One more sight of the Taj Mahal…

That lady inviting us for coffee in Matera…

Trulli houses and Italian liquor…

Watching an Italian lady making Italian pasta, port side in Bari in the morning with the fish market and loud Italians to make you feel at home, mussels, potatoes and rice, olive trees, vineyards, small streets and colourful street numbers perfect to wander around in Puglia region

Christmas tree, those carol singers that come every year, happy kids, mom’s homemade cookies, warm wine, puzzle madness…

“We do not remember days, we remember moments” said Cesare Pavese and damn he was right. As we get ready for an Irish New Year we look back with wonder to a 2015 full of surprises and precious moments and wish you all an amazing 2016 living more in the present, sharing, dreaming, investing in family and friends, being kind with each other, challenging ourselves, experiencing, opening our hearts to new possibilities and trusting each other.

Happy New Year!